Echoes

Out of the mist rising Ten thousand navajo braves Shining like golden eagles in flight Climbing high on the plains Born of the Earth set free To run away with the sun So free to sing in tune with the world Gladly dance for the rain So many moons have flown Now all your ghosts dance the long shadows War cries that died on your lips Echo above the plains Andrew Latimer Guitar, Lead Vocals Peter Bardens Keyboards Richard Sinclair Bass Andy Ward Drums